It hit different to call a guy a cocksucker instead of a girl, especially one who was older than him and he didn’t know well, but it didn’t seem to deter Sage at all, and that was an incredible turn on. Not that Jasper could really get any more turned on, seeing as how he was right on the edge. But it made those last few strokes all that much sweeter, and Jasper felt like his entire body was quivering in the couple of seconds before the dam broke. He grunted and groaned deep as his hips stuttered upward, pushing his cock deep as it pulsed in Sage’s mouth. The way Jasper’s mind went completely blank, flooded with nothing but pleasure, was total bliss. It never lasted long enough, but he tried to ride it for as long as he could until his whole body went boneless, his grip finally relaxing in Sage’s hair.
As much as Sage liked girls, he found a guy’s orgasm so much more fulfilling to be on the receiving end of. Nothing could really compare to the way Jasper’s cock pulsed in his mouth, sending hot cum down this throat as he swallowed around him. He sucked him through his orgasm, letting up when Jasper’s body went slack, then sat back on his heels to catch his breath. Getting Jasper off was exhilarating, but now that he was done his own desires dominated his mind. He needed to be touched, needed it more than he needed air, and his hand dropped between his legs to squeeze himself, to relieve at least some of the pressure. He doubted it would take much to get him there, but the weed made him feel clumsy and slow, so maybe he was wrong. One thing was certain—if it was Jasper’s mouth, or even his hand, he’d come a lot faster than if he had to do it himself.
Even though he was new to fooling around with guys, Jasper knew the universal etiquette of not leaving a partner hanging, and he didn’t plan on making Sage finish himself off. In his mind at least, part of being bi was enjoying giving too. It was hard to imagine not liking receiving a blowjob or getting to fuck a tight hole, but being on the other side of those things was the real test. Jasper took a moment to let his head clear and catch his breath, still coming down from that pleasure high, then sat up to get closer to Sage. He cupped the other man’s face and kissed him again, deep enough to taste himself, and hummed in his throat. “Get comfy,” he murmured once their lips parted again. “Lemme take care of you.”
Sage had hoped Jasper would return the favor, but he wasn’t sure if he should expect it or not. Jasper had seemed eager enough, but who wasn’t when someone wanted to suck their cock? He bit his lip as he watched Jasper look him over, then moaned when their mouths met in a kiss. Jasper’s tongue was everywhere, tasting himself on Sage’s tongue, and Sage’s cock jumped in anticipation of having that skilled mouth wrapped around his dick. He leaned back, making himself comfortable as Jasper had advised, and tugged Jasper closer. He had to keep touching him, anywhere would do, just so long as he had that physical contact. He’d had so little of it lately that he wanted to take advantage of every second of it.
Jasper shifted around to find the best position to do this from, pulling Sage’s jeans and boxers down further to give him more room. He had a nice looking dick, as far as dicks went, hard and thick and flushed against his stomach. Jasper threw up a quick prayer to no one in particular that he didn’t end up hating this, now that he’d gotten his own release. As he leaned in closer, that masculine scent hit him and his stomach curled pleasantly, so that worry evaporated pretty quickly. Glancing up at Sage’s face once or twice, Jasper wrapped his fingers around the base of Sage’s cock and ran his tongue up the length of it before he took the head between his lips and sucked gently. He didn’t have a lot of practice at this yet, but he knew what felt good to him, and he knew how to listen to cues.